Mercy Doll?

That's what I am?

I want to make it all better.

But you're too far away.

She tells me it's better this way.

I shake.

My hands tremble.

My core shudders

I hear something.

Something's snapped inside.

"You're still just a kid"

The woman inside whispers.

The wire snaps around her neck, everything tightens.


"Shut up. Just shut up."

I'm in that media room that is my core.

Bloody limbs lay scattered on the floor.

Stormy blue eyes stare blankly back up at me.

"Shut up!"

Those orbs speak volumes to me.

"I'm kid and life is a nightmare!"

I'm screaming at her smiling eyes.

She's not dead.

She's never dead.

"It's not fair!"

I shriek, she's Zara.

I'm L.

I'm L

She's Zara, the faceless mercy doll that is



It doesn't matter.

I get my sewing kit to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.

Her cold lips move. "Thanks kid."

"Fuck off Zara."

"After you."